Bust it, the dick I'm dissin' all y'all punk crews Y'all and won't even think of punchlines I don't use And to the niggas whose LP's I liked I'm fresher than that and new shit you tryin' to write
mita, mita, name not Rashita Battle on the streets so when I'm playin' a few peso on some chili con queso Thinkin' how I to wax rappers back that eso
Be in San Juan, on the carriage I'm Cam'Ron Wit a nigga tryin' to chew my with my pants on I'm gettin' money off the books I'm Beatnuts Make 'em sign pre-nups, to my C-cups
Fuck with they heads Kahlua, milk and vodka tell they punk ass to move on like Silkk the Shocker Word to my godfather, who bombs Be out to get the paper like and Shawn Carter
All you MC's better your ground 'Cuz when Digga around it's curtains Curtains, curtains, curtains, curtains, (Curtains on all y'all, on all y'all) (Curtains on all y'all, on all y'all) When Digga come
All you MC's better stand your when Digga come around it's curtains Curtains, curtains, curtains, curtains, (Curtains on all y'all, on all y'all) (Curtains on all y'all, on all y'all) Digga come down
Some people say I drink I don't act right Raisin' my voice, I see bitch and start a cat fight Or in my travels, grabbin' slices from Eyein' niggas like they intimate apparel
20,000 seaters, heads me pounds Even beggin' me for I did for Lyricist Lounge Like, "How can I be down?", hoes I don't ya Playin' me so I can hook you up with Busta
an entourage, I'm the bitch that roll dolo More still than mo-mo's and a 4-4 on my With the toaster, make ya run like Sammy Could take about 50 MC's like Tocca
Why you take it there? I'm fruitier than kiwi And when I freestyle you gon' hear it on my CD management 'cuz I'm grown up and older now Drinkin' mad low and brow, tell 'em how it's goin'
Bricks, Bricks I was born in the Bricks Bricks, Bricks and shit is on in the Come at me twisted if ya you got the heart to But you better be careful what you say like
Bricks, Bricks, you get jacked in the Bricks, Bricks and I'm the in the Bricks Uh, I got niggas that'll run you backwards And bitches that'll milk you, give you the package
All you better stand your ground when Digga come around it's curtains Curtains, curtains, curtains, curtains, (Curtains on all y'all, on all y'all) (Curtains on all y'all, on all y'all) When Digga come
All you MC's better your ground when Digga come around it's curtains Curtains, curtains, curtains, curtains, (Curtains on all y'all, on all y'all) (Curtains on all y'all, on all y'all) When Digga down
All you MC's better stand ground 'Cuz Digga come around it's curtains Curtains, curtains, curtains, curtains, (Curtains on all y'all, on all y'all) (Curtains on all y'all, on all y'all) When Digga down
All you MC's better stand your 'Cuz when Digga around it's curtains Curtains, curtains, curtains, curtains, (Curtains on all y'all, on all y'all) (Curtains on all y'all, on all y'all) Digga come down